Jury

[Intro]

Zaytoven

[Verse]

The diamonds on my chain is so sloppy

My niggas ain't scared of nobody

I'm leanin', I feel like an old lady

Capital One, what's in your wallet?

Geekers, they geekers, all these bitches geekers

A thousand for this lean, girl, a thousand for my sneakers

Try and sneak us, we gon' beat ya, don't care 'bout no female

I'ma go to jail for beatin' your ass but bitch, you gon' go to jail for retail

High off Keisha, feel like Peter, eyes low I can't see nothin'

I got so much money right now that I can fuck my teacher

Keisha, she geeked up, let me go grab my Nina

.30 all up in my Nina, holes all up in your Versace, yeah

Blow him and smoke him, you ain't gonna even know him

This nigga had his head right, so we left him so left

What the paparazzi takin' pics for? No, I don't know Joseph

All these niggas say they know Chief So, Chief Sosa don't know them

I do what I wanna do

I got so much money in Saks Fifth Ave, spend it where I want to

I say I do what I wanna do

I got so much money in Saks Fifth Ave, spend it where I want to

'Cause I spend much money, I spend so much money

I get so much money, goddamn, I get so much money

I got Rover money and I will take your damn money

And I love me some God, but I still got Jehovah money

Balenciaga my sneakers, Jordans make my feet hurt

Boy, you gon' get your damn feelings hurt, charge 20k a feature

She a eater with a case on, that bitch can't be my backbone

She think I'ma nice guy, I'ma do that ass wrong

Let me find out my cash wrong

Let me find out my bands gone

Let me find out my jewelry gone

Then I'm gon' need a jury, homie